Wayne "The Train" Hancock
Wayne Hancock- Vocals, Guitar
Huck Johnson- Standup Bass
Tony Locke- Steel Guitar
Izzy Zaidman- Lead Guitar 

Well the moment we have been waiting on for a very long time arrived this week when the legend himself Wayne Hancock rolled into to town like a wild roaring circus.I do believe the proclaimed Worlds Finest Purveryor of Juke Joint Swing is all his reputation and then some.The place was rockin from front to back with the crisp pop of Hunk Johnson leading the way

The melodic voice of Hancock crying like a lost song in the night.It was by far one of the most memoriable and best music shows I have ever been to hands down.These guys are the real deal playing honest and soulful music that will keep any good ole hillbilly joint rockin until the cops broke the door down.If you are a music lover then you must go check out this group at all costs! I know that ole bar top now has a few more grooves!Heres a salute to the Juke Joint Swing Legend Wayne " The Train" Hancock!

Moe Hillbilly

Wayne's site

Wayne Hancock has more Hank Sr. in him than either I or Hank Williams Jr.  He is the real deal."   - Hank III

Since his stunning debut, Thunderstorms and Neon Signs in 1995, Wayne 'The Train' Hancock has been the undisputed king of Juke Joint Swing--that alchemist's dream of honky-tonk, western swing, blues, Texas rockabilly and big band.  You won't even notice that he doesn't have a drummer. And when Wayne steps on stage, he owns it. Always an anomaly among his country music peers, Wayne's uncompromising interpretation of the music he loves is in fact what defines him: steeped in traditional but never "retro;" bare bones but bone shaking; hardcore but with a swing. Like the comfortable crackle of a Wurlitzer 45 jukebox, Wayne is the embodiment of genuine, house rocking, hillbilly boogie.Wayne makes music fit for any road house anywhere. With his unmistakable voice, The Train's reckless honky-tonk can move the dead. If you see him live (and he is ALWAYS touring), you'll surely work up some sweat stains on that snazzy Rayon shirt you're wearing. If you buy his records, you'll be rolling up your carpets, spreading sawdust on the hardwood, and dancing until the downstairs neighbors are banging their brooms on the ceiling. Call him a throwback if you want, Wayne just wants to ENTERTAIN you, and what's wrong with that?Wayne's disdain for the slick swill that passes for real deal country is well known. Like he's fond of saying: "Man, I'm like a stab wound in the fabric of country music in Nashville. See that bloodstain slowly spreading? That's me."